As I jumped
off the plane I could smell the air, it was dirtier and a bit unpleasant but I
knew I would soon get use to it as I was to stay in northern Africa for two
weeks. The taxi driver came up to say hello but some of the words he said were
like a foreign language. I tried to understand as much as I could but it was
practically impossible. So I just jumped in the taxi later to find it he was
trying to tell me that the taxi had run out off gas ohh well.
By Hamish
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